Auld Lang Syne | By : NymphyFate Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5767 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Auld
Lang Syne
by Nymphy Fate.
Summary: After
failing Potions, Snape sets Harry up with a tutor, Draco Malfoy. Becoming friends with him seems like the best
thing in the world for them, especially since Harry is in love with him. Contains Slytherin!Harry, Top!Draco, Slut!Draco, Loving!Harry. R&R.
Pairing: Harry/Draco.
Rating: M,
for swearing and sexual situations.
Warnings: Slash. Meaning boy on boy lovin’. Don’t
like it? Leave, please/thanks. :D
Timing: Year
6. Pretend HBP never happened, k? K.
A/N: Yay, new
chapter!! XD I skipped classes on Friday, all so
that I could finish this next chapter. And… well, also because I sorta
twisted my ankle when I was going down the steps of one of the dorms, and so I
didn’t go to classes. Hah. LMAO lol, so I hope
you like this chapter, it’s… a BIG one. O.O Review
please? :D
DISCLAIMER: JKR
rules the Potterverse, I just live in it. No profit is made.
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Before I could even think,
Draco shoved me against the wall and leaned down and crashed his lips to
mine. It was a gentle, in-control kiss,
one so unlike the one I had shared with Cho, only the year before. He moved his lips with mine, in a rhythm that
so felt like a dance, something precious and intimate that should only
be shared between two lovers, two soul mates.
I didn’t doubt for even a second that I loved him. I don’t think I ever could doubt that.
The only thing I doubted was
if he felt the same way as I did.
I felt him sweep his tongue
across my lips and I opened immediately, feeling that this was all I’d ever
wanted in my life, someone to love. And
here it was, personified perfectly in the beautiful blond boy in front of me.
And I couldn’t help but love
him even more, wasn’t sure I ever could, no matter how far in the
future.
He moved his tongue with
mine, and I couldn’t help but let out a low, guttural moan. “Draco…” I gasped, and brought his lips back
to mine, both hands on the side of his face.
He moved his hips against my own, and I wasn’t sure I’d ever felt
anything so wonderful in all my life.
Scratch that, I was positive
I never had before.
He groaned in response to the
friction; I had certainly never heard anything so fantastic before.
“Draco, I… oh gods, Dray…” I
breathed, and he crashed his lips to mine once more, this time much more rough,
more passionate, more perfect than even before.
With a slight whimper, and a
chuckle in my ear from the blond in front of me, I kissed him again, sweetly
and slowly.
I could feel him smile
against my lips, and I let him go, just so I could see it, see the phenomenon
that was Draco Malfoy smiling happily.
I think I would do anything
in the world just to see him so happy.
Because it
made me happy as well.
With a grin and without a
word, I brought down so that he could lay next to me
on the floor next to the fireplace.
Draco readily complied, a
large grin on his face still as he wrapped an arm around my waist, resting his
head on my shoulder.
We stayed laying there for an
immeasurable amount of time before I finally spoke, a completely random
question tumbling out of my mouth. “So
are we ever going to have that snowball fight…?”
I looked over at Draco, and
saw the smile that was forming on his - now-bruised - lips. He glanced at me, and jerked his head to the
window. “You wanna right now?”
I nodded enthusiastically,
and with that, we were out the door.
--
“Malfoy!” I yelled - but unfortunately, laughing at the same
time I was screaming lost the effect I’d been going for. I moved behind a snow bank, in a vain attempt
to shield myself from the snowballs that were flying at me, and blocked my head
with my arms.
I could hear his boots
crunching on the layer of snow that covered the grounds of Hogwarts. I peeked from my safe haven of the snow bank
to see if I could view him walking over.
When I didn’t see anything and turned my head back around to look the other
way, I hadn’t even been looking that way for five seconds when Draco
tackled meto the snowy grounds and started attacking
my lips. Before I even had time to respond,
though, he was running off, laughing again.
I quickly rose to my feet,
and hurried after him in my utter frustration.
Reaching him at last, I held his arms firmly in my hands in an iron
grip, making him unable to escape from me, and kissed him full on the lips,
thoroughly, and deeply, thrusting my tongue inside his mouth. When I knew he couldn’t breathe anymore and
was gasping for air, I pulled back, and stared straight into his eyes. “Don’t start something unless you plan on
finishing it.”
And I walked off, leaving a stunned
- and thoroughly snogged - Draco Malfoy in my wake, and headed back to the
Slytherin common room and into the door.
Off in my own little world
and not really paying attention to anything, I turned a corner… and ran smack
dab into someone. Looking up, I realized
with utter disdain that I was staring up at Ron Weasley. I glared, hoping that he would get the
message that I really did not want to speak to him, and that I would
like nothing better than for him to just fuck off.
“Weasley,” I greeted dryly,
still glaring.
“Harry,” he said back, and I
just glared even more, cursing the gods that he was still using my given name.
With a start, I felt a hand
on my shoulder and jumped, realizing that Draco was standing next to me and
shooting daggers at the redhead, as I looked up into his angry grey eyes.
“Get lost, Weasel,”
Draco’s menacing voice told the Gryffindor.
But Weasley stayed right
where he was. “No, don’t think I will.” He looked back at me. “So I see you haven’t changed
any. Always need to be the center of
attention of everything, don’t you,” he snarled. I took an advancing step on him, glowering
all the while before Draco’s hand on my shoulder stopped and pulled me back
when he saw me fingering my wand in my pocket.
“Now, now, Harry. He’s not worth the effort. That is, unless you plan on hexing him to
bits, which I sure wouldn’t
have any objections to you doing.” I saw
him handling his own wand, by his side.
He gave Ron a pointed glare. Ah,
now this was what I’d always been waiting for: my own hero. Inwardly I grinned ecstatically, but kept my
face in a frown on the outside as I stared at my ex best friend.
I spoke civilly, calmly, and
- what I hoped was - somewhat infuriatingly so.
“You know, Weasley, I don’t really know why you just can’t accept what
and who I am. I’ve put up with your shit
over the years - when you wouldn’t talk to me in fourth year because of the TriWizard Tournament when you knew it wasn’t me who
put my name in that cup but were just too damn stubborn to admit you were
wrong. And then last summer after the
events in the Department of Mysteries when you never wrote to me… Well I’m
through. I’m sick of you - if I have to
defeat Voldemort without you by my side then so be it;
at least I’ll still have Hermione. At
least she’s a true friend.”
“And he’ll have me as well,”
Draco piped up somewhat - dare I say it? - bravely.
I looked up into his eyes,
seeing all the ferocity and sincerity shining in those startling silver
orbs. “I’ll have you there, too?” I swear, I was on
the verge of tears just hearing his voice say that with such promise. He looked back down at me.
“Of course. Harry, how
could I possibly be on opposite sides of the battlefield of the one I
was in love with? After all we’ve been
through together?” he mused, as though it were the most obvious thing in the
world.
I was taken aback for a
moment. Even after all the time we’d
spent together, all the long, late night talks we’d had, I would have never
guessed that he’d ever return my feelings, never thought that he was in love
with me. I stared at him,
breathless. “You… you’re in love
with me…?” Okay, the tears were
definitely going to start coming soon.
He smiled and nodded. “Always.”
I started grinning like a
fool. “I… I love you, too, Dray. Forever.”
And I could see what I’d been
missing before when I’d looked into his eyes - I could see the love there,
shining through all the other emotions hidden in the grey depths. I took his face in my hands, closed my eyes
in all my giddiness, and leaned up the extra couple
of inches to kiss him gently, heart pounding in my chest all the while. When I pulled back I couldn’t stop smiling.
And neither could he.
“Disgusting,” a voice sounded
from behind, and I turned my head to look back.
Weasel was still there, watching the scene unfold before his very
eyes. Draco and I stared at him with
revulsion, before the beautiful blond - who, mind you, still had his face in my
hands while his hands were on my waist from earlier pulling me flush against
him - sneered at the red head.
“Fuck off, Weasley, before I
decide to take points from your House. I’m
sure you don’t want to be hated even more than you already are.” He groaned in irritation from the annoyance
that was a one Ronald Weasley, who glared for a moment while trying to think of
a comeback, thought better of it, and stomped off.
I looked back up at Draco and
smiled shyly, before sighing. “I don’t
think you even know how long I’ve loved you for, Dray.”
“Probably not as long as I
have,” he retorted, and blushed shyly.
I looked at him
curiously. “Why, how long have you?”
His blush grew, staining his
cheeks with a pink tint. “Since before
first year, in Madam Malkin’s, where we first met, d’you remember?” I nodded.
“Sure, I may have been arrogant and stuck-up, but-”
“Still are, love,” I reminded
him with an amused grin, making him scowl.
“Shut up, you. Anyway though, I may have been a selfish
spoiled prat, but that didn’t stop me from noticing
how beautiful you were as well, and how much I couldn’t wait to ravish
you when we were older,” he said, a mischievous glint in his silver eyes, and I
blushed furiously in my embarrassment.
“I’ll say, this is an
interesting display,” drawled a voice from our right. Draco and I whipped our heads around -
surprise and nervousness on my features, happiness on his - only
to see our Head of House standing there, arms folded across his chest and an
eyebrow raised.
“Heya,
Sevvie,” Draco greeted pleasantly to his
godfather. I would have sniggered
uncontrollably had it not been for my immense embarrassment.
I smiled nervously. “Uhm,
hello, sir. Lovely
evening, yes?”
Snape raised a black eyebrow
again, and stared at us. “Quite.”
He looked at where Draco’s
hands were on my hips and made the obvious assumption. “So I see you and Mr. Malfoy here have gotten together at last.” He grinned, something one should savor and
keep in their memory for all time as they were most likely to never see it
again.
Draco answered for me,
hugging me close from behind, and grinning from ear to ear. “Of course, Sev. Have you
ever known me to not get what I want?”
He nuzzled my neck, placing loving kisses there and making my eyes
flutter closed as my head lolled back into his own neck as he nuzzled mine even
more. “Love you, Harry,” he whispered
huskily, still placing kisses there.
“Love… oh god, love
you, too, Dray,” I panted. “Love you so,
so, much,” I managed to get out through my clouded state of mind.
But somehow Snape’s voice got through.
“Alright you two, back into the common room if you’re
going to be doing that.”
“But, Sevvie,”
Draco whined from behind me, and I could tell he was pouting, “he’s just so
wonderful, I want to go parade him around, I want everyone to know that he’s
mine, and only mine.” Oh yes, I
liked possessive Draco, I liked him very much.
“Now,
Draco,” Snape reprimanded sternly. “And I told you not to call me
that. Parade him around all you like,
but it’s time for dinner right now and you two had better get changed. It’s the last night before everyone goes home
for the holidays, making it an extra special feast.”
I could tell Draco was
pouting even more, even though I couldn’t see him from my position. “Come on, Har.” When I didn’t budge - mostly because I was
still dazed from his kisses, but also because of the sudden loss of warmth to
my body - he stalked over, picked me up, and threw me over his shoulder before
walking off again, this time carrying me.
My dazed state completely gone now, I started pounding on his back and
yelling. It was no use though, and I
just gave up after a few moments of ineffective protests. When we got into the common room, however, he
stopped walking, only to turn from side to side - and making me slightly dizzy
in the process - to address our fellow Slytherins. “You see this boy here over my shoulder,
Harry Potter?” he asked and I’m guessing he got nods for responses, since he
continued. “He’s mine, and unless you
would like to get hexed to pieces, then I suggest you don’t try anything
with him. Be his friend, but know that
if you try to make a move on him you will get rejected. The only one who he has a place in his heart
for is me, and the same goes for me.”
He finally set me down, but brought me back into his arms right
away. I smiled. “Isn’t that right, Harry?” he grinned slyly.
I grinned back. “Exactly.” And I snaked my arms back around his neck and
kissed him, quite thoroughly.
I don’t know when the moaning
started, or when we ended up on the floor - in what I was sure was the exact
same spot we’d been in earlier before we’d gone outside - but when we finally
broke apart gasping for air everyone was gone from the room.
Heh.
Who knows? Maybe Snape knew all along that Draco had
feelings for me, and that’s why he paired the two of us up for
tutoring? If it is…
I’d definitely have to thank him later.
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A/N: Okay, slightly
shorter, but whatever. I’d really like
to thank those of you who voted for the poll for this chapter, it really helped
a lot. And anyways, I hope you all liked
this chapter, now… Reviieewwww…!! XD
Next chapter: The
Christmas holidays, we see what they got each other, possibly things proceed to
new heights. (Votes were “not exactly
yet”: 5 votes, “yes, definitely” was 3, so maybe that’ll
happen in the next chapter, dunno exactly yet).
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